Archive for July, 2013

Ok, so the reading load is heavy, and straddling work and studies is not easy, but I must say it is – so far – invigorating. Everyone seems nice so far and I wish we had more time to get to know one another better. I guess that will happen naturally in due course, as we work closely in our groups and face hell week aka presentations and term papers together.

So it’s been a little weird, going back to school again and simultaneously taking a break from school, sort of.

As expected, there was a lot of info overwhelming us and not all of it new, though I learned I need to attend 3 research methods workshops and that means more prep and more lessons. Thank goodness it’s on Monday evenings.

But the plus point is I met quite a few people over the 2 days, and what a diverse group we are, about 200 of us. Am already in a Whatsapp group with a bunch who all hail from different courses, so that’s a nice thing:)

As for Strat, there’s 54 of us and quite a few foreign students, and the gender ratio is skewed as expected. Our first class is on Tuesday morning, so let’s see what happens.

For now, I have to get the AQs out of the way so I can start on my readings! So I’m gonna stop here and update more another day.

Been marking the BT, and even though I’m being very disciplined for the first in the longest time, I’m so exhausted. It’s been a grueling non-stop insane two week period. How ever am I going to juggle this and my studies at the same time???

I hope I can finish in the next two days so I can at least have the weekend to do my readings. But before that there’s Orientation so I hope it’ll be fun.

So Orientation is later this week, and now that I’m done with the essays, I hope I can polish off the compres before I immerse myself back into the life of a student again.

I admit I’m excited; there’s going to be a whole lot to do, but it feels very motivating at this point. I really hope I can cope in the first six months.

And the highlight of last week was three parties asking to reconnect, three parties who really didn’t do anything for me in the past and whom I don’t want in my life anymore. Old softhearted me would probably see things differently; but now I know better than to give myself and my time to people who only want to make use of me when I meet their needs.

A rather special week this was, what with two class gatherings in the space of three days. I haven’t seen them in a large group since four years ago, and it was great to reconnect with those who turned up and see how everyone’s grown. You feel time passes by so quickly, and how they were once like your current charges are. And you want to tell the latter, don’t grow up so quickly, and things will turn out okay.